Hearing Qingyu's soft answer, Zhang Haomin suddenly felt a chill in his heart. What did this girl see? What did she do?

"Light rain soft, light rain soft, I didn't expect you girl to be so, so. ”

was so anxious that Zhang Haomin couldn't find any words to express his feelings for a while, his innocence was so unclear, and he was no longer a pure blank paper.

"Childe, what do you want? Can't you see the pattern on your chest?"

When did you have a pattern on your chest?

So Zhang Haomin casually lifted his clothes and looked inside, and he was suddenly shocked at this look, I don't know when, there was an extra pattern on his chest, and this pattern was still jumping.

"Oh my God, what's this? When did you get one more of this?"

Looking at this moving pattern, Zhang Haomin had goosebumps for a while. Anyone who suddenly discovers that they have such a strange thing on their body will have a sense of fear of the unknown in their hearts.

Zhang Haomin suspected that he was possessed by something bad, what bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods emerged in an endless stream, and his fate became more and more miserable, and even the face-hugging worm in the alien became the object of suspicion.

"Huh, you don't know, Childe?"

Faced with light rain and soft doubts, how could Zhang Haomin still be in the mood to answer.

Frightened, he hurriedly ran to the house, took off his shirt, and was about to find a mirror to take a look, but he couldn't find anything in the corners, so he had no choice but to lower his head and stretch his neck to look hard.

The pattern is golden, and it looks like an unknown fruit, with two leaves on it.

It's just that this pattern is always jumping and jumping, Zhang Haomin's eyes are a little flowery, and his neck is a little sore, so he raised his head and moved, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly exclaimed.

"Damn, this can't be a devil fruit, is it? Could it be that Lao Tzu is also going to be a man in One Piece?"

Zhang Haomin carefully touched the pattern on his chest, and there was no abnormality, as if this line did not exist, and even he rubbed it twice, except for the ash that was rubbed off, there was nothing else.

"Hey, it's time to take a shower. ”

Zhang Haomin moved twice more, and he didn't feel any discomfort, and he didn't even feel any strange feeling at all except that he felt something on his chest, and the pattern was as if it didn't exist at all.

After looking at it carefully for a while, Zhang Haomin found something unusual, this pattern was not the kind of up-and-down beating he thought, but a large and a small beating, just like a human heart.

But the heart is an extremely important body organ, so what about this pattern? What does it do? Is it good or bad?

Zhang Haomin held back his stomach for a question, he wanted to find someone who knew to ask now, what the hell is going on?

Just as he was getting dressed and about to go to Qiu Gongshou, Qingyurou came back with a wooden basin.

"Girl, have they seen this pattern of my Senior Brother Qiu?"

"Hmm. ”

"And what do they say?"

"I don't know. ”

Don't know? Do you not know what they say? Or do they say they don't know?

Zhang Haomin didn't dare to ask, he obviously felt that Qingyurou was not in a good mood at this time. So his face was full of smiles, like a blooming wild chrysanthemum, and he smiled and leaned over.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?"

Light Rain turned her head away and ignored him.

After Zhang Haomin left just now, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, and finally turned the corner, this guy just disliked her, so she was holding back a resentment in her stomach at this time, and she wanted to beat Zhang Haomin violently.

"Hey, you're quite stubborn, but the uncle is just like this, come and give the uncle a pleasure. ”

Zhang Haomin relied on his stinky and shameless strength to finally make Qingyurou laugh. But then she put on a straight face and said seriously.

"You really have no conscience, you wash your clothes, cook for you, and even bother to take care of you for the past few days when you are in a coma, and you have to be disgusted by you in the end.

Isn't it just a glance, what can you do if you look at it? I didn't say anything from a girl's house, and you were a big man who made a fuss, as if you were missing two taels of meat. ”

Zhang Haomin rolled his eyes silently, and he didn't dare to stiffen his mouth, so he could only accept criticism.

After Qingyurou's chaotic criticism, Zhang Haomin was about to doubt his life, and for the first time he felt that he was so useless and shameless. However, Qingyurou saw that he had a very good attitude in admitting his mistakes, so she spared him for the time being and stopped counting him down.

"Daoist Qiu doesn't know your pattern either. ”

"Hmm. Hmmm? He doesn't know either, and what about my cheap master?"

Ye Zhenren didn't speak from beginning to end, but looking at his expression, he shouldn't know what this means. ”

"No, I'll have to ask. ”

Since the master has seen it and has not spoken, it means that he knows something about it. So Zhang Haomin was ready to ask him, after all, there was such a strange thing on his body inexplicably, which always made people feel panicked.

"Childe, it's almost time for dinner, let's go after dinner. ”

Being reminded by Light Yurou, Zhang Haomin remembered that he hadn't even drunk a sip of water since he woke up, and even went to the top of the mountain, so he didn't feel hungry.

"Well, that's weird, why am I neither hungry nor thirsty?"

As soon as she heard this, Qingyurou seemed to have found something strange, looked like a curious baby, walked in front of Zhang Haomin, touched his belly, and asked.

"You haven't eaten in two days, aren't you hungry?"

Zhang Haomin pushed away Qingyurou's hand, touched his stomach by himself, and then said with certainty.

"Well, I didn't feel hungry. ”

"Childe, are you hungry?"

"Probably. ”

No matter what, anyway, Zhang Haomin doesn't feel the slightest sense of hunger now, and he still looks like he has no limit to his vitality.

"Why don't I go and ask Master first, anyway, it's just a matter of a sentence or two. ”

"No, what if Childe is hungry?

Looking at the posture of Qingyurou pinching his waist with both hands, as long as he goes out of this courtyard, I'm afraid he won't want to come back, so Zhang Haomin can only honestly listen to orders, but he still complains unconvinced.

"Why do you have to let me finish eating?"

"Actually, in fact, Daoist Qiu was there to help me before, but Daoist Qiu hasn't come here today, so, I, I think. ”

"You want me to help you, don't you? But I won't do anything. ”

"You don't have to do anything, just watch. ”

So Zhang Haomin was fooled into getting on the thief ship like this, thinking that he could really watch from the side like an uncle, but in fact he became a miscellaneous guy, before and after the saddle.

Fortunately, Zhang Haomin quickly found his place, he only needed to sit on a small wooden bench, keep adding firewood to the stove, and then pull the bellows.

As Zhang Haomin pulled the bellows hard, the fire in the stove became more and more vigorous.

Qingyurou was originally an apprentice, and she couldn't cope with it in a hurry, but now the fire is big, and the things in the pot are naturally cooked quickly, and she will be confused if she is not careful, so angry she knocked Zhang Haomin on the head.

"Why is the fire so big?"

Zhang Haomin also felt aggrieved, he worked so hard that he would be disliked by others, he was really jealous of his talents.

"Hey, you've put too much salt. ”

"It's not much, how do I remember that Daochang Qiu puts these every time. ”

......

"Shovel it, or you'll have to paste the pot again." ”

"Oh. ”

"Add water, add water!"

......

"Why is it all vegetables and no meat?"

The kitchen war of table tennis is finally over, looking at the two dishes and one soup on the table, Qingyurou sighed helplessly, and the little warmth that her heart originally longed for was all destroyed by Zhang Haomin, and everyone was almost full.

"Hey, I'll tell you to put too much salt, you still don't believe it, it's salty. ”

Listening to Zhang Haomin's complaints, Qingyu gently clutched the chopsticks in her hand, gritted her teeth, and couldn't wait to throw out the dish on the spot and get this graceless guy out.

"Wow, this egg soup is delicious. ”

With Zhang Haomin's happy exclamation, for a while, all the resentment and grievances in Qingyurou's heart disappeared at this moment, but there was a sense of happy dizziness.

"If it's good, drink more. ”

Zhang Haomin was not hungry, but he didn't feel panicked, as if his stomach had become a bottomless pit.

Originally, after eating three or four bowls of rice, I could hold my throat and eyes uncomfortable, but this time I ate five bowls of rice, and I still didn't feel the satisfying feeling of satiety.

Seeing Zhang Haomin eat so much, this can move the light rain softly, and he is complacent in his heart, and even a little proud, and the flower of unparalleled happiness quietly blooms.

even secretly made up his mind in his heart that he must cook countless delicious foods for Zhang Haomin in the future, but he resolutely couldn't let this guy into the kitchen, it was too much of a bad sight.